"Roman Knights" lyrics
Boldy James & Parkay Tae Lyrics
(feat. Parkay Tae)
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Hell Block
It's ConCreatures
Bows and bricks
Sig Sawyer boys
Parkay
That money gang
Pooch
My pockets full of hope, I'm full of smoke
Watchin' my life go down 'cause now I'm dealin' dope
Let the blunt burn, as the swisher floats
I used to seal the coke in the Manila envelopes
As the world turns, I'm spinnin' spokes
This old head from the hood thought it was a joke
But it was once said, keep my enemies close
He left it at the crib the day he needed it most
Got down on me, so like a piece of toast
When I popped up he was lookin' like he seen a ghost
What up, nah homie? Pulled up and pulled out on him
Fuck around, get you and your people smokin'
Cause them Sig Sawyer boys easily provoked
Send my project cut neck to come slit your throat
With a butterfly knife that's cutting it close
It's my block, better find another strip to post
And the days go by like Roman Knights
And the days go by like Roman Knights
And the days go by like Roman Knights
And the days go by like Roman Knights
It ain't a day that go by that I don't grind every night
Catch me posted on the block, I got blow, I got the white
Got tricks, I got the pills
See dog on the real, I'm a street pharmacist, nigga
So what you tryin' to feel?
Or matter fact just meet me by the field
How else can I put it, dog, I'm out here
I'm out here, day after day, and bag after bag
I'm a savage, I got ham for this motherfuckin' cash
I go stupid, I go dumb, and I just might spazz
That's why I don't front shit, so you ain't got no tab
Cause runnin' off on Parkay, boy don't make me laugh
I'm a money gang, nigga, I'll put this bag on your ass
See boy, I'm bout that gunplay
That SK, that AK, that 45, that Glock 9
And don't forget the Trey, aye
And you can get it any day
Plus I'm rollin' every night
Murk your ass won't thing twice
As days go by like Roman Knights
Hell Block
It's ConCreatures
Bows and bricks
Sig Sawyer boys
Parkay
That money gang
Pooch
My pockets full of hope, I'm full of smoke
Watchin' my life go down 'cause now I'm dealin' dope
Let the blunt burn, as the swisher floats
I used to seal the coke in the Manila envelopes
As the world turns, I'm spinnin' spokes
This old head from the hood thought it was a joke
But it was once said, keep my enemies close
He left it at the crib the day he needed it most
Got down on me, so like a piece of toast
When I popped up he was lookin' like he seen a ghost
What up, nah homie? Pulled up and pulled out on him
Fuck around, get you and your people smokin'
Cause them Sig Sawyer boys easily provoked
Send my project cut neck to come slit your throat
With a butterfly knife that's cutting it close
It's my block, better find another strip to post
And the days go by like Roman Knights
And the days go by like Roman Knights
And the days go by like Roman Knights
And the days go by like Roman Knights
It ain't a day that go by that I don't grind every night
Catch me posted on the block, I got blow, I got the white
Got tricks, I got the pills
See dog on the real, I'm a street pharmacist, nigga
So what you tryin' to feel?
Or matter fact just meet me by the field
How else can I put it, dog, I'm out here
I'm out here, day after day, and bag after bag
I'm a savage, I got ham for this motherfuckin' cash
I go stupid, I go dumb, and I just might spazz
That's why I don't front shit, so you ain't got no tab
Cause runnin' off on Parkay, boy don't make me laugh
I'm a money gang, nigga, I'll put this bag on your ass
See boy, I'm bout that gunplay
That SK, that AK, that 45, that Glock 9
And don't forget the Trey, aye
And you can get it any day
Plus I'm rollin' every night
Murk your ass won't thing twice
As days go by like Roman Knights
